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      <title>Period 6 Animal Farm Golden Lines by Sarah Hayes</title>
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“’It must be due to some fault in ourselves’” (Orwell 33).&amp;nbsp;

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         <pubDate>2016-08-29 18:04:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others" (Orwell 51-52).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:31:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.<br>(Orwell</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>..."that the name ‘Animal Farm’ had been abolished. Henceforward the farm was to be known as ‘The Manor Farm’ — which, he believed, was its correct and original name" (Orwell 55).<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:32:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOMETIMES ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS" (Orwell 51-52).</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"There was nothing there now except a single Commandment. It ran:<br>ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL<br>BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS (Orwell 51-52).<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/sarah_hayes/hzzbgthflxir/wish/120642875</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The truest happiness, he said, lay in working hard and living frugally.&nbsp;<br>(Orwell </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>‘"Gentlemen,’ concluded Napoleon, ‘I will give you the same toast as before but in a different form. Fill your glasses to the brim. Gentlemen, here is my toast: To the prosperity of The Manor Farm!’" (Orwell, 54).<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:33:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Gentlemen, here is my toast: To the prosperity of The Manor Farm!’<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:33:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"And yet the animals never gave up hope. More, they never lost, even for an instant, their sense of honour and privilege in being members of Animal Farm" (Orwell 50).</div>]]></description>
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         <author>shelby_olson</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"There were times when it seemed to the animals that they worked longer hours and fed no better than they had done in Jone's day" (Orwall 35).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:33:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>‘If you have your lower animals to contend with,’ he said, ‘we have our lower classes!’ (Orwell 53).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:35:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>‘Gentlemen,’ concluded Napoleon, ‘I will give you the same toast as befor.e, but in a different form. Fill your glasses to the brim. Gentlemen, here is my toast: To the prosperity of The Manor Farm!’ (Orwell<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:35:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;He did not care what happened so long as a good store of stone was accumulated before he went on pension&quot; (Orweell 46)</title>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:35:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/sarah_hayes/hzzbgthflxir/wish/120643933</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They worked diligently, hardly raising their faces from the ground, and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors" (Orwell 52).</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Truth to tell, Jones and all he stood for had almost faded out of their memories. They knew that life nowadays was harsh and bare, that they were often hungry and often cold, and that they were usually working when they were not asleep. (Orwell 43).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:36:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;He did not care what happened so long as a good store of stone was accumulated before he went on pension&quot; (Orweell 46).</title>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:36:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals&nbsp;themselves any richer (Orwell 49)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. (Orwell 54)</title>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:36:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They knew that life nowadays was harsh and bare, that they were often hungry and often cold, and that they were usually working when they were not asleep" (Orwell 43).</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Much of this work was of a kind that the other animals were too ignorant to understand" (Orwall 52).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-08-30 17:37:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>And when they heard the gun booming and saw the green flag fluttering at the masthead, their hearts swelled with imperishable pride, and the talk turned always towards the old heroic days, the expulsion of Jones, the writing of the Seven Commandments, the great battles in which the human invaders had been defeated.(Orwell 50). </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"'No animal shall kill any other animal without cause.' Somehow or other, the last two words had slipped out of the animals' memory." (Orwell 35)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was as though the world had turned upside-down. Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when, in spite of everything - in spite of their terror of the dogs, and of the habit, developed through long years, of never complaining, never criticising, no matter what happened - they might have uttered some word of protest" (Orwell 51).</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of —<br>‘Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better! Four legs good, two legs better!’" (Orwell&nbsp;51)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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